That time my grandma told me my pie crust was too tough
It was Thanksgiving two years ago at my aunt's house in Ohio. I had spent like 4 hours on this apple pie, chilling the butter, using ice water, the whole deal. I was so proud of it, golden and flaky looking on top. Then my grandma took one bite and said, "Honey, you worked that dough to death. It's tough as a shoe." I was crushed at first, but she was right. She showed me how she barely touches her dough, just pats it together until it holds. Now I barely mix it and my pies come out way better. Anyone else get a brutal but honest tip from a family member that actually helped?